thanks to



Louna_chan

and

Vegeta W 17

I hope you will forgive me that the part will be so short and that this one will also be short








"Ishta ???" Trunks asked cautiously and stepped into the clearing where there wasn't a single tree, he still felt scary ..

The voice had been very close to his ear, him to him ... what was that?

Trunks spun around, expecting to see something. A figure? A being???

He saw the trees around him, arranged in a circle in the middle of the clearing. Was that there before?

He stepped cautiously closer, step by step he had the feeling that he was being watched.

The trees seemed to be quite young ... freshly planted probably ... but who came here?

except him?

Trunks smiled at the thought. He was the only one here! He also didn't know why that amused him now. Maybe because of the situation maybe?
Slowly he stepped closer, freshly cared for, nicely done ... you just had to say a strange kind of trees.

Trunks was now sitting cross-legged in front of the circle and staring into the middle.

“A sapphire?” Trunks put his hand to the stone and flinched back shortly before ...

if the voice was so scary what if he took the stone?

"since nobody says anything now!" he said in the area "I'll take a look at him!" he grinned and took the stone completely in his hands, pulled it close and looked at it.

big and round it lay in his hands, a wonderful work, a masterpiece.

blue like the water.

Trunks lifted him into the light and smiled slightly, it looked as if the stone would catch the light and reflect it again and he seemed to hear a little rustling as the blue turned into waves.

"beautiful," Trunks muttered and continued smiling.

he carefully pulled it back and put it back in the middle of the tree circle.

"Oh!" with a sigh he lay down on the ground and stared at the sky, everything was so beautiful ... so calm ... so kmoically calm ...

Didn't he want to find out what the voice meant?

but he could think about that later, for sleep overtook him.



The stone lit up mysteriously in the circle and a word
appeared in squiggled writing
a word of meaning

~~ ishta ~~



but Trunks didn't notice ...



Darkness came, it got cold, the wind stopped blowing, the grass remained silent around Trunks nothing happened, only the stone continued to shine as the only source of light.

He didn't notice anything for a long time and suddenly ... he was gone.

The wind was blowing again, the sun was shining, but Trunks was gone while the stone still shone and the word ISHTA faded.



"Hey there is one ..." "Wow that looks weird!"

"HAHAHAHAHAAA! Looks stupid!and his fighting power! hahahahhah guess! "

"0?"

"hahahaha no 5!"

Laughter rang out.

And not even then did Trunks wake up, not even when he was picked up (you sleep well!)

and not even when they were going on a long journey did he wake up.



The city looked strange ... everything carved out of rock, a huge mountain range, where many people, yes were they people at all? , lived.

Where I want to start is a market right in the middle of town where only one slave was sold.

You didn't need to be hungry here, only workers were considered, whoever had which was high in rank .... only trunks well ...

"uh what ???" he had just woken up and was looking at what he saw.

"uh yes hello? IS SOMEONE THERE ???" he shouted his dungeon together. in any case, it looked like it ..

cold, damp stone walls, a slight inclination to the gross, which was because a few rats were scurrying around.

and a cough.
"Forget it kid ... you can't get out of here ... unless of course you are bought," coughed a thin little man, in the cell directly above him.

Trunks looked confused ... "huh?" he just did and folded his arms behind his head.

"Sorry is that a movie ??? If so ... I'm sorry, but I'm not part of the cast! sry, if the film is screwed up now," he said, grimacing and grimacing.

(do you know that expression when someone at DBz looks at me like that! I call him ... what do I know..dammit ... never mind ^^)

The old man looked to the side and stared around ...

"Sorry ... my name is Trunks Briefs ... if there are losses ... no problem I support everything!" he grinned and looked at the man, but when he realized he was still looking that way. he stopped and looked at him questioningly.

"What is it ??? I'm sorry ... but!"

"Shut up!" snapped another cell from another cell, just like the one next to him.

"Who do you think you are? Hm?"

"uh Trunks Briefs ... from the CC, why ??? is there a problem ???" Trunks asked, staring at the old man.

"Is something wrong ??? Mister ?? Are you not okay?" he asked worried and stepped closer to his bars.

"It's just ... oh nothing!" he sighed and leaned back.

"I'm too old!"

"Father don't say something like that, please!" the man next to him pleaded.

"You will ... surely ... oh come on! Stop it! You will not go to waste here! I WILL NOT ALLOW THAT!"

A small sob reached his ear as the cell next to him rested from the roar ... where the crying came from.

-N Schnulzenfilm, Drama? or will it end in a comedy ??? - Trunks wondered, looking around confused.

"Can someone enlighten me ???" he asked carefully and looked at the man who sank down with a little smile.

Slowly his gaze turned to Trunks and continued smiling.

"do me a favor if you two get together ... take care of my son, will you?" he asked him.

Trunks looked more confused and scratched the back of his head ... What in the name of Dende was going on here ???

"Father!"

"Be quiet, nobody wants an old punk ... like me!" said the old man and looked down at himself, he was wearing clothes, something torn but still in good shape.

Trunks looked carefully down at himself ... his suit was gone and he was only wearing his shorts, sweater and scarf. Where were his work clothes?

"Sorry if I bother again ... but IF SOMEONE COULD TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON HERE!" he screamed and the old man covered his ears.

"all right, all right!" he soothed Trunks and washed this thing away with a wave of his hand.

"You are here ..." but he didn't get any further because someone came in. A shadow and then you saw a man about 2 meters tall, muscular and with quite long hair.

This man came to his cell and looked at him.

"You"; he nodded to Trunks "and you!" he hissed to Trunks' cell neighbor.

"ääääähhhhh?" he looked embarrassed and stared blankly at the man.

"Please what???" he asked when the door was opened by him and he was pulled out rather roughly, as was his cell neighbor

Actually, Trunks could easily beat this guy down ... but curiosity prevailed.

He looked next to him and saw the young man, the boy from the old man.

He was about 1.80 well built, but not that many muscles, a good profile and brown hair with silver eyes.

And he saw the old man who was watching them with a sad and unconscious look in his silver eyes, "Bye, father!" said the young man, before they were pulled out into the open.





I'll take everything back but it turned out very well and long uh, have fun ^^